So a few days ago, TDH* Martin - who is now fully responsible for woodland management, not least new planting - but that will be another story ---
Well Martin set off with his trusty chain saw to deal with a copse of three skinny chestnut trees. 'Deal with' is of course a euphism for 'cut down'...He cleared the land around the trees, dead branches, excess fallen leaves and a surprising amount of chestnuts on the ground....anyone would think we did not have wild boar who normally hover up such delicious treats, especially once they have cleared all the acorns...but..passons...
Martin settled himself comfortably on his knees, started his chain aw and cut the recommended V near the base of the tree - making sure it would fall well away from him. He says the tree wobbled, its head waved and it moved from its cut root....only to establish itself firmly into the soggy soil a few inches from its rooting place. Martin swears the tree did not look at him with scorn - but it felt like that...
So Martin re-starts his chain saw, cuts another perfect V at the new base of the young chestnut and waited for it to fall exactly where he - Martin - had planned it should fall. The chestnut shudders, wobbles, the head shakes.....and it planted itself again a few inches further into the soggy soil. If young chestnut trees could grin, Martin swears it would have grinned at him.
Now Martin swears he was not cross with the tree, it was just that he had other trees to attend to, other things to do...So once again he cut the perfect V just above ground level on the chestnut's slender trunk.
This time the tree conceded and fell to the ground as pre-ordained. But this leaves me with nagging problems: should I burn the wood of an animate tree in my indoor fire places, should I sell it to someone else, without telling the story...perhaps as the wood dries its soul will drift into another tree...Not a happy thought.
Later I heard that Stephanie (a girl) had got cross and lassoed the trees, then pulled so they would fall..
*= Tall, dark,handsome